niakeva thomas (March 8,1992 / Chicago, Illinois)

Pink told me that I am f****** perfect,
And no matter how many mistakes, to her I'll always be worth it,
Beyonce told me, that she accepts me flaws and all,
And in the words of Tiffany Evans, she'll be there to catch me when I fall,
Sometimes I wanna escape this life, but something keeps telling me to stay,
But then I turn on my radio, and Mary's telling me to run away,
And now I'm torn in between the 2, just like the group Cherish,
Part of me is telling me to stay, while the other parts says perish,
And part of me feels isolated, while the other part says stay strong,
‘Cause in the words of Michael Jackson, I am not alone,
So like Usher I ask you, what's a girl to do?
Do I end it all right now, or do I try to make it through?
Do I try to cope with the pain, with methods that's all wrong,
When like Wayne I feel like dying, only once the drugs are gone,
‘Cause the drugs they make me feel better, take me to a different state of mind,
They make me numb to the pain, for a temporary amount of time,
But no matter how numb I feel, I still hurt on the inside,
So I try to cut away the pain, I bleed for every tear I've cried,
And although externally I seem happy, internally I am scorn,
Externally I seem whole, but inside I am still torn,
Torn between what to do, if push comes to shove,
Do I take the easy way out, or wait till God calls me up above?